Lu Jin'an smiled as he neatly folded the clothes and placed them on the chair beside him: "Why haven't you used it after your disciple returned?"
"After that energy passed, Master calmed down." Pei Wanyu closed her eyes again: "Do you expect that as soon as you return, Master would bring you here? What if you got scared?"
Lu Jin'an teased, "Even if you wanted to bring me here then, you didn't have the strength to, Master. After all, you're a demon."
He pointed out his Master's identity for the first time.
"You think Master didn't consider... hmm~"
Pei Wanyu's rosy lips moved slightly, and suddenly, her voice was replaced by a charming melodious sound.
It turned out that Lu Jin'an had grasped her slender, even ankle, gently sliding downward and enveloping her smooth heel, the scorching warmth of his palm mixed with the incense inhaled by Pei Wanyu, making her involuntarily feel tingly and numb.
